Autobiography . February 13, 1961 Sorting out some family letters, 1 oaiae across one addree*ed to my mother in beautiful- friend ly clear Victorian handwriting* It was from an old txtmmgamkmmmsk who* when I was a occasionally little girl* Btamttxm came to stay with us and sometimes let me accompany her when she drove about the pleasant Welsh countryside in an ancient vehicle, then called a governess cart, drawn by a fat and Imzy Welsh pony* "I forgot to mention", she said in a postscript* that when we mat that gypBy caravan down hy the Clwyd* I |#1 one of the women tell the ehi!d*s fortune* ifere it iei'She will travel far la distant lands* She will eat the broad of strangers* She will sit in council with dark people* She will talk with a King** What an odd prophecy! A lot of nonsense th.-t can never come true*" wildly improbable MSI JSy mother's friend was mistaken* fhe prophecy i true even though atxStoxx then t±mm^&IMW-:m,mx there was every reason to believe that my life would follow the sajise little conventional pattern as that of other girls who* like tqyself* were brought up in the Yet* out of a clear sky* soon IiMfrl -nvironmeat of a country vicarage* lists wm&mmm$m$xlmmmm$ circiu.suvncec arose that zm^bT ^^ 3!&te& brought about an unexpected change* ^ mother told me auaut it as gently as she out to Canada cou Id* * s going with my I ImxMnmA* and I was to stay behind for awhile and go to bearding school* the Ution th&t swept over me could only iiave been experienced a child* ot com asured that the pain of 'parting will soon be over. *o lliem$ it s--*ms that it will never end* After a few miserable weeks*; went to father an I ..or wife on their way to Canada and I warns* sohool* A& least $11 n and gee lMmxm&%MM the landscape was familiar* Over the garden wall* i could lnntoara±xn^» and th' Tale of 81wyd *ta the blue hills, covered with heather, srawsoc which the lagy pony had bo unwillingly olimbad* On the evenifcg of my arrival, 1 was assigned to a narrow b@d in a long dormitory and WMMWKlW&X9xtmm Bhmn a little chest of drawers in which my few possessions were to be grey and tly arranged* the oullrilng was cold a>m$%mm&m$.m but there was about it an air of f ErtOTimi kindliness that sotoned its austerity *
History of Nursing in Pacific Canada
[Letter from Ethel Johns to Eileen C. Flanagan] Johns, Ethel Dec 13, 1960
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